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BernardNowman le 15-08-2024 à 17:37:50
magnifique article mon amour (l) et il est jolii le poeme

je t'aimeeeeeeeeeeee (l) ma ptite femme d'amour (l) à moi

gladys-lemire le 15-08-2024 à 17:22:50
poéme



He traces invisible paths in the air

Shaking translucent sails without weakening

He cleaves the low skies, messenger of the stars,

Connecting the present to the most distant seas.


The bird migrates without noise, free son of lightning,

Abandoning his nest all covered with canvas.

He faces the winds while near the stove,

I, the fearful dunce, dream of universes!


Yet I will go out when my time comes;

The bird will show me how much the human is deceived

To believe in what he sees but which goes into oblivion…


He will take me far, curing my vertigo,

And I will become him, my destiny fulfilled,

For I will never return to the ground that afflicts me.